You see that furry, little head strapped to my chest? Yeah, that's my daughter . The last of three and, apparently, my personal handbag.

I'm a proud father of three adorable children, the first two being very young boys. We love to hang out, play in the park and do all those fun things fathers and children love to do. I just love 'em . Now, the challenge comes when they try to help out.

My kids love to get involved in everything I do. Seeing me create things with paper makes them believe it's something they can do too. I do not even have the heart to begin to explain to them the processes involved in creating my quilled art; the accurate measurements, precision in designs and color combinations. So, there are times when I just leave my workstation quickly to get a glass of water and, by the time I'm back, BOOM, there they are "helping me out", wearing excited grins and puppy-dog eyes.

So, what do I do?

I just shake my head, bundle them up in my arms with love, and giggle along. At this point, there's nothing more to do.

Then sweeps in my awesome wife (she always saves me in these situations) whisks them away to watch some TV while I have to deal with their wreckage. 

Do I get upset? Yeah, sometimes. In some cases, I have had to start a project all over again. However, I don't take it out on the kids. I just correct them and find something that they can actually do, e.g., picking up pieces of paper from the floor and helping me clean up. They have big hearts and I love them for it. I just help them channel it the right way.

'Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.' - Proverbs 22:6 (NIV).

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